sweet poems:
shapes, forms, colors—all floating
under the sea
Christmas Eve, they were all in the other room, rolling dice, yelling Yahtzee! Me, I was all in to the fishes. It didn’t take long to realize they weren’t real. It was a Roku screensaver. It didn’t matter, I kept watching anyway.
Even as a kid, I was mesmerized by tropical fishes. I think it was their colors, their slow shadowy movements that always drew me in to a space of “no mind,” and the power of looking. The Japanese word for this is “mushin”—a mental state of being free from distractions, thoughts, emotional turmoil. A state of calm focus that allows people to act instinctively, fluidly, and without judgment.
